Derek Hunter over at Townhall sums up COMPLETELY my outlook and feelings with that title. I can’t tell you how sick and tired I’m hearing about CELEBRATE THIS! and CELEBRATE THAT! and CELEBRATE THIS OTHER THING! or CELEBRATE ALL THESE INDIVIDUAL PEOPLES! (emphasis mine):
I’ve never been one to celebrate anyone or anything based on measures I deem stupid. The dumber the irrelevant characteristic, however, the more “celebration-worthy” it is declared by the progressive left. This ethnicity month and that skin color month, then you have a different month for various types of music created by people who happen to have a preferred ethnicity or politically useful skin color. The Democrat Party spends so much time insisting on our differences that even people who used to enjoy this garbage are having enough of it.
“Insisting on our differences” – hammer, meet nail on head. This month and that month and this week and that week; there aren’t enough days in a decade to celebrate each and every single separatist group possible.
And am I the only one that has had it with the “FIRST <insert ethnicity” to be [doing | elected | made it | accomplished]” for practically anything? No, nobody is erasing you if your sexuality, skin color, background, or nationality isn’t put up on the movie theater marquee (is that even a thing anymore) with searchlights playing pinball in the clouds to illuminate yet another selfish callout.
Yes, selfish. Look, if you are doing a good job, congrats – here’s your handshake and a smile in your direction (and NO snark meant). If you are GREAT, kudos to you for being great – regardless of what or who you are but for what you’ve done.
Don’t recognize me as the first white Swedish/Irish person that has the leading Conservative blog in NH – I succeeded not because of my heritage, not because of my skin color, not because of the schools I went to but because I worked hard, was persistent, never let up, conquered a bunch of problems, AND that Steve and I have attracted a bunch of great writers associated with the ‘Grok.
So, I’m done with the First Black Hispanic Japanese left-handed bisexual anarchist participation plaudits handed out like dime-store candy just because of what shows up when you look in a mirror (and you can substitute anything else before “participation plaudits” that turns your cookies on – I could care less who or what I leave out. If you’re insulted, that’s your problem and not mine so deal with it in your own special way). If you bring it up to me, I’m going to give you “The Look” that I learned from my Mom and from TMEW – be warned that you ought to stop speaking EXACTLY AT THAT MOMENT.
We are a nation that was built on mongrels and misfits that either couldn’t take it anymore back in “the old country” and left or were kicked out by some means. As has been oft said, we ARE the Melting Pot of the world whether you like it or not.
Sidenote: and if you are incensed that I just manifested a microaggression against who the heck cares anyway, shut up, turn around and go play in some dark corner because I can guarantee you that I’ll graduate that “micro” to a “microaggression in 2 seconds. And that’s about all the warning you will get – you’re not entitled or deserving of anymore (and be thankful I give you that much).
The nation was built on Judeo-Christian morality and our Founding Fathers gave us the philosophy that is summed up by “E Pluribus Unum” – out of many, one.
However, as Hunter points out, all these identity celebrations are doing nothing but destroying that motto – it’s like the Left is actively Balkanizing America so as to separate us all. And that’s the rub.
Celebrate not the group(s) that’s behind someone that succeeds – celebrate the individual that actually succeeded (and proving fake micro-American Elizabeth Warren wrong by pointing out “I DID build that!”). A person (and a team, at times) deserves the praise and celebration and not those that had anything to do with it.
And I’ll hold onto this idea until Congress legislates and the President signs a Declaration that every month is Curmudgeon Month – because I know that I have earned that every single day for a few years now. And I can easily now say that I’m old enough to be called such.
